I could not get my fill of looking. There should be a song for women to sing at this moment or a prayer to recite. But perhaps there is none because there are no words strong enough to name that moment.

Shakespeare in Love... such smart writing of an alternative view of history, and such beautiful acting. Like most Americans, I'm a sucker for the accent.

I lived through a classic publishing story. My editor was fired a month before the book came out. The editor who took it over already had a full plate. It was never advertised. We didn't get reviewed in any major outlets.

I never wanted Mary Poppins to be my nanny. I wanted to be her when I grew up.

Biblical names are hot again.

The story it told was unremarkable: a tale of love found and lost- the oldest story in the world. The only story.

I am so honored to be the vessel into which you pour this story of pain and strength.